1. The day of res - ur rection! Earth, tell it out

of gladness, The Passo - ver

178 ARLINGTON C. M.

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Thomas A. Arne

I. This is the day the Lord hath made; He calls the hours his own;

Let heav'n re-joice, let earth be glad, And praise sur - round the throne.

2 To-day he rose and left the dead, And Satan's empire fell;

Help us, O Lord; descend and bring
Salvation from the throne.

To-day the saints his triumphs spread, 4 Hosanna in the highest strains

And all his wonders tell.

3 Hosanna to the anointed King, To David's holy Son!

179 LEACH C. M.

The church on earth can raise !
The highest heavens in which he reigns
Shall give him nobler praise.

Isaac Watts

Old English Melody

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"Loose all your bars of massy light, 3 Lo, his triumphal chariot waits, And wide unfold the ethereal scene; And angels chant the solemn lay: He claims these mansions as his right; "Lift up your heads, ye heavenly gates; Receive the King of glory in!" Ye everlasting doors, give way!" "Who is the King of glory? Who?" "Who is the King of glory? Who?" "The Lord, that all our foes o'ercame, "The Lord, of glorious power posThe world, sin, death, and hell o'er- sessed; threw :

The King of saints and angels too; And Jesus is the conqueror's name." God over all, forever blest!"

181 WORGAN 7. 7. 7. 7. with Refrain

Henry Carey

1. Christ, the Lord is risen to day,

Al

leluia!

2 Love's redeeming work is done;
Fought the fight, the battle won:
Lo! the sun's eclipse is o'er;
Lo! he sets in blood no more.

3 Vain the stone, the watch, the seal,
Christ has burst the gates of hell:
Death in vain forbids his rise;
Christ hath opened Paradise.

4 Lives again our glorious King;
Where, O death, is now thy sting?
Once he died our souls to save;
Where's thy victory, boasting grave?

Charles Wesley

2 He lives, to bless me with his love; 3 He lives, and grants me daily breath;